Hmmm....didn't 2007 just get started? I can't believe it's time to hang it up. Say "Adios!" Usher out the old and ring in the new.
Now, along with "Auld Lang Syne," Champagne (Sparkling Cider?), and counting down the seconds, there will be plenty of New Year's resolutions being made.
At my advancing age I view New Year's Resolutions as a teenager might view Sesame Street. It was fun once but I'm so beyond all that now! Sounds like a lot of "Bah Humbug," I know. That my friends, comes from far too many New Years' and an even greater number of resolutions. Resolutions that were "ushered out" far earlier than the year in which they were made.
Change rarely comes easily. I think the transition from one year to the next is enough change at one time. Why add to the stress? Besides, I need to make major changes. Maybe 2008 will be the year I resolve to realistically look at the changes I need to make and then begin taking the steps necessary; baby steps to be sure...but steps nonetheless. How incredible it would be to wake up Wednesday morning and automatically prepare a healthy breakfast and have everyone eat it, take my vitamins, clean up the kitchen and continue the day in an organized, neat, healthy, and efficient manner.Then have it continue day after day, week after week...and always.
Seriously, I'm really trying to imagine this - carrying it to the classroom for our homeschool days, to the grocery store, to dinner preparation, doing laundry, cleaning house, exercising, etc... I really can't see it! That must be where the baby steps come in.
So, ok, does this mean I now have a New Year's Resolution? So instead of giving up on resolutions I guess I'm just being less ambitious. More realistic. I don't know if that would be maturity, cowardice or assumed defeat.
Gimmicks - we don't need more gimmicks. Just resolve to take care of whatever needs taking care of. Do it today. Do it Monday. Choose any random day you'd like. Don't give the power to January 1st - the power is in you, the power is in me. Ditch the calendar - make the changes that will make you happier, healthier, whatever it is you need to do. Take a step, then a second. Twirl around and celebrate. Baby steps - first one, then another. No matter the day; let's just (resolve to) get it done.
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Merry Christmas...
Merriest Christmas, Friends!
It has been a wonderful Christmas. Yes, everyone's been on good behavior and getting along. Food and gifts plentiful. Church, heartwarming. Sleep - a little on the light side. Now that the packages are open and the morning winding down I'm beginning to drag.
Before long I'll head to the kitchen to begin tonight's dinner, starring "Beef Rib Roast," and accompanied by baked potatoes, side dishes left over from last night, baked ziti and such. We're anticipating a laid-back, quiet day spent with family
I hope your Christmas is joyous, happy, and filled with love.
It has been a wonderful Christmas. Yes, everyone's been on good behavior and getting along. Food and gifts plentiful. Church, heartwarming. Sleep - a little on the light side. Now that the packages are open and the morning winding down I'm beginning to drag.
Before long I'll head to the kitchen to begin tonight's dinner, starring "Beef Rib Roast," and accompanied by baked potatoes, side dishes left over from last night, baked ziti and such. We're anticipating a laid-back, quiet day spent with family
I hope your Christmas is joyous, happy, and filled with love.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
God's Canvas
Our Pastor, Cliff Marshall, told us this morning of a spectacular sunrise he saw two Sundays ago. He mentioned he's not one to get carried away with nature and such things although he can appreciate their beauty. My family and I can relate to that. There are many wondrous, beautiful natural sights and events that we find truly awesome but we're not "into" nature as such.
Ken and our sons were out late this afternoon and had the setting sun hitting them right in the eyes - you know that point where visors and squinting just don't help. I don't think they were admiring God's handiwork at that particular time. Then, on the way home they were surprised by an incredibly beautiful full moon low in the sky. I know it was incredibly beautiful because my husband shared the moment with me by calling me at home and describing the sight. I believe it would have been impossible not to be awed. I was awed by the fact that God creates such beauty for us to behold. I was moved by the fact that my husband not only appreciated it but chose to share the moment with me even though I wasn't with him at the time.
Let me tell you, it was absolutely wonderful to "see" that beautiful full moon this evening.
Ken and our sons were out late this afternoon and had the setting sun hitting them right in the eyes - you know that point where visors and squinting just don't help. I don't think they were admiring God's handiwork at that particular time. Then, on the way home they were surprised by an incredibly beautiful full moon low in the sky. I know it was incredibly beautiful because my husband shared the moment with me by calling me at home and describing the sight. I believe it would have been impossible not to be awed. I was awed by the fact that God creates such beauty for us to behold. I was moved by the fact that my husband not only appreciated it but chose to share the moment with me even though I wasn't with him at the time.
Let me tell you, it was absolutely wonderful to "see" that beautiful full moon this evening.
Happy, Happy, Happy!
As you can tell from the title I'm a happy blogger today. In answer to the burning question...Yes! Our bed is GREAT! You have no idea how relieved I am. Particularly considering I didn't sleep well at all Friday night - but I really didn't believe it was due to the bed. I was always comfortable - just not sleeping much. Last night, however, was MUCH better AND I was comfortable. Yes, happy, happy, happy.
I'm also happy because tomorrow is Christmas Eve and I only have a few presents left to wrap. Abbey and I are going to make cookies later this afternoon/this evening (we were sidetracked by a 24-hr bug)and our dinner tomorrow evening is low-key and low-stress as far as preparation goes. Now, if everyone is on their good behavior we should have a lovely evening; the culmination being a candlelight Christmas church service. There's nothing like having all of my kids (and grandson) home at the same time. Amazing that what I once took for granted is now such a special event.
Christmas morning will be filled with the excitement which can only be generated by children. All around them the air is full of excitement. They count down, they break into laughter for no apparent reason. They twirl 'round in circles and dance about. This behavior will increase considerably between now and Tuesday morning.
I hope you're enjoying the excitement of this holiday! Merry Christmas!
I'm also happy because tomorrow is Christmas Eve and I only have a few presents left to wrap. Abbey and I are going to make cookies later this afternoon/this evening (we were sidetracked by a 24-hr bug)and our dinner tomorrow evening is low-key and low-stress as far as preparation goes. Now, if everyone is on their good behavior we should have a lovely evening; the culmination being a candlelight Christmas church service. There's nothing like having all of my kids (and grandson) home at the same time. Amazing that what I once took for granted is now such a special event.
Christmas morning will be filled with the excitement which can only be generated by children. All around them the air is full of excitement. They count down, they break into laughter for no apparent reason. They twirl 'round in circles and dance about. This behavior will increase considerably between now and Tuesday morning.
I hope you're enjoying the excitement of this holiday! Merry Christmas!
Saturday, December 22, 2007
LOST December Blog Entry (Previously Unpublished)
Hmmm..."Dinner Diaries." The more I think about it the more I think the title for this post should be "Dinner Disasters," "Dinner Tragedies," or something similar.
Recently, my family has been so kind as to remind me of dinners I have botched. I guess they thought I might forget. Me, I was kind, too. I was afraid they might run out of material so I botched another one. Tonight, actually. So, why am I sharing that (embarrassing) info here? Well, my 9-yr old son pretty much dared me to.
One example occurred a few weeks ago when I was making blueberry pancakes and bacon for dinner. This is one of my husband's favorite meals. I had just read something about baking bacon. I decided to give it a try. Well, the bacon was taking much longer to bake than what the instructions indicated. My group prefers "wimpy" bacon as opposed to crispy. Not me - I like mine brown and crispy. When I took the pan out of the oven I really didn't feel the bacon was cooked well enough. That's when I had the brilliant idea to put the whole plate in the microwave to finish up. Finish off is more like it! The bacon was horrible! Are you familiar with fatback? That's what it was like. Microwaving bacon AFTER baking it has been a big joke around here ever since.
Tonight I was making another of my husband's favorites, Mozzarella Chicken. Basically browned chicken covered in sauce/gravy, topped with mozzarella cheese and baked. Tonight I had more chicken than would fit in one pan so I opted to use my electric skillet. I got the chicken browned and then decided to go ahead and finish cooking it in the skillet. Set the temperature, cover the pan, and come back 30 minutes later.
30-minutes later...
I took off the lid and started getting the chicken out to put on the platter for dinner. When I slid the spatula under the first piece and lifted - I was picking up more (and less) than I bargained for. It seems my sauce had browned, hardened and wanted to come up from the pan like a skin. I also couldn't recognize any mozzarella - it was part of the browned goop. Uh-oh...this is NOT good. So, separating chicken from "sauce," I got the chicken plated. Quickly I made a pot of instant gravy so I'd have something to put over the rice. In the meantime I overcooked my carrots and was glad I had made some Stove Top stuffing for Christopher - at this rate it seemed plausible that the stuffing just may become the main dish! At least the lingonberries and applesauce were good! All this and they still trust me with Christmas Eve dinner! At least that one won't be as easy to mess up.
So now I'm trying to find a witty way to wrap this up but my sense of humor is still stuck in the bottom of the electric skillet! Tomorrow is another day and if all goes as planned, it will be cookie baking day! Abbey and I are scheduled to begin baking right after church. I don't really know when my presents will get wrapped but somehow they will.
I figure my brother is the only one who'll actually read this before Christmas since he's the only one I know who's finished up with all his holiday tasks. So, take care, enjoy the season as much as possible and don't sweat the small stuff. Don't lose sight of the big picture, and don't burn the chicken!'
Christmas blessings...
Recently, my family has been so kind as to remind me of dinners I have botched. I guess they thought I might forget. Me, I was kind, too. I was afraid they might run out of material so I botched another one. Tonight, actually. So, why am I sharing that (embarrassing) info here? Well, my 9-yr old son pretty much dared me to.
One example occurred a few weeks ago when I was making blueberry pancakes and bacon for dinner. This is one of my husband's favorite meals. I had just read something about baking bacon. I decided to give it a try. Well, the bacon was taking much longer to bake than what the instructions indicated. My group prefers "wimpy" bacon as opposed to crispy. Not me - I like mine brown and crispy. When I took the pan out of the oven I really didn't feel the bacon was cooked well enough. That's when I had the brilliant idea to put the whole plate in the microwave to finish up. Finish off is more like it! The bacon was horrible! Are you familiar with fatback? That's what it was like. Microwaving bacon AFTER baking it has been a big joke around here ever since.
Tonight I was making another of my husband's favorites, Mozzarella Chicken. Basically browned chicken covered in sauce/gravy, topped with mozzarella cheese and baked. Tonight I had more chicken than would fit in one pan so I opted to use my electric skillet. I got the chicken browned and then decided to go ahead and finish cooking it in the skillet. Set the temperature, cover the pan, and come back 30 minutes later.
30-minutes later...
I took off the lid and started getting the chicken out to put on the platter for dinner. When I slid the spatula under the first piece and lifted - I was picking up more (and less) than I bargained for. It seems my sauce had browned, hardened and wanted to come up from the pan like a skin. I also couldn't recognize any mozzarella - it was part of the browned goop. Uh-oh...this is NOT good. So, separating chicken from "sauce," I got the chicken plated. Quickly I made a pot of instant gravy so I'd have something to put over the rice. In the meantime I overcooked my carrots and was glad I had made some Stove Top stuffing for Christopher - at this rate it seemed plausible that the stuffing just may become the main dish! At least the lingonberries and applesauce were good! All this and they still trust me with Christmas Eve dinner! At least that one won't be as easy to mess up.
So now I'm trying to find a witty way to wrap this up but my sense of humor is still stuck in the bottom of the electric skillet! Tomorrow is another day and if all goes as planned, it will be cookie baking day! Abbey and I are scheduled to begin baking right after church. I don't really know when my presents will get wrapped but somehow they will.
I figure my brother is the only one who'll actually read this before Christmas since he's the only one I know who's finished up with all his holiday tasks. So, take care, enjoy the season as much as possible and don't sweat the small stuff. Don't lose sight of the big picture, and don't burn the chicken!'
Christmas blessings...
Friday, December 21, 2007
Sleep Well...
Yes, I really, really, really hope Kenneth and I sleep well tonight! Overtired? No, not really. Have a big day planned tomorrow? No - just a couple of last minute presents to buy, complete the menu for Monday night and buy necessary groceries, wrap presents, bake cookies with Abbey, do laundry, and clean house.
No, the reason I'm hoping and praying for a good night's sleep is because our new bed arrived today. We weren't expecting it until after the first of the year but the delivery company had a 1-hour time slot open and we grabbed it.
We bought our first bed 10-years ago when we went from the queen-size bed we had to a new king-size bed and mattress/box-spring set. We had a hard time finding something acceptable to both of us. We finally did but it was a frustrating chore.
This time around, though, we ordered a bed from Costco, choosing from 4 sample squares representing 4 bed styles, probably 8"x8" or so. Just enough to push down on with the palms of your hands. From those 4 we found one that felt ok and was in the price range we expected. We considered a "Sleep Number" bed so we would both have the "perfect" sleep surface but I didn't want to gamble on such a large purchase and opted for a traditional name-brand mattress instead. My reasoning was simple - how many times in our lives are we really involved in choosing our bed? I never shopped for a mattress until 10-years ago. I believe the same is true for Hubby. As a teen I got a waterbed but that's not quite the same thing. A waterbed is adjusted by adding or removing the amount of water as well as keeping the heat adjusted. Anyway, it just seemed that whatever bed I had was fine. Why go through all the hassle of shopping? So, now it's time to find out if the gamble we did take will pay off or not. Plus it's nice to get an early Christmas present!
So, I'm off to shower, grab my book and (hopefully) relax in the presumed comfort of my brand-new bed.
Sleep tight!
No, the reason I'm hoping and praying for a good night's sleep is because our new bed arrived today. We weren't expecting it until after the first of the year but the delivery company had a 1-hour time slot open and we grabbed it.
We bought our first bed 10-years ago when we went from the queen-size bed we had to a new king-size bed and mattress/box-spring set. We had a hard time finding something acceptable to both of us. We finally did but it was a frustrating chore.
This time around, though, we ordered a bed from Costco, choosing from 4 sample squares representing 4 bed styles, probably 8"x8" or so. Just enough to push down on with the palms of your hands. From those 4 we found one that felt ok and was in the price range we expected. We considered a "Sleep Number" bed so we would both have the "perfect" sleep surface but I didn't want to gamble on such a large purchase and opted for a traditional name-brand mattress instead. My reasoning was simple - how many times in our lives are we really involved in choosing our bed? I never shopped for a mattress until 10-years ago. I believe the same is true for Hubby. As a teen I got a waterbed but that's not quite the same thing. A waterbed is adjusted by adding or removing the amount of water as well as keeping the heat adjusted. Anyway, it just seemed that whatever bed I had was fine. Why go through all the hassle of shopping? So, now it's time to find out if the gamble we did take will pay off or not. Plus it's nice to get an early Christmas present!
So, I'm off to shower, grab my book and (hopefully) relax in the presumed comfort of my brand-new bed.
Sleep tight!
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Christmas Stirrings...
Aah...it's been a few days since I've posted anything, fa la la la la, la la la la! I wonder how many people would say - "sure wish I was busier," or "you know this Christmas season just leaves me with far too much time on my hands." That's just not going to happen. BUT...just in case, if you can say that, then well done, friend!
Our family adds to the holiday rush by having major announcements (grandchild #2 on the way!), birthdays (nephew and husband), and anniversaries (brother/sister in-law, ours) added to the mix. That's ok, though, it's all good.
I finally finished my Christmas cards and got them in the mail. To me, writing out the annual cards is a bittersweet task. Something which causes "stirrings of the soul." I think of these as "Christmas stirrings." Some thoughts that came to mind this week...
Our family adds to the holiday rush by having major announcements (grandchild #2 on the way!), birthdays (nephew and husband), and anniversaries (brother/sister in-law, ours) added to the mix. That's ok, though, it's all good.
I finally finished my Christmas cards and got them in the mail. To me, writing out the annual cards is a bittersweet task. Something which causes "stirrings of the soul." I think of these as "Christmas stirrings." Some thoughts that came to mind this week...
- It's wonderful sending greetings to those near and dear. A reminder of good times, good relationships, perhaps neglected due to our perpetually overscheduled lives. And of course, there's the inevitable "we need to get together for lunch..." line that you find you can't even bring yourself to write...yet again.
- A curiosity sending to unmet friends, relatives (by marriage), former co-workers, neighbors. Also a bit of a sadness. To be so separated; by time, distance, oceans, and unawareness; oblivion. I have the same thing with my extended family. While not exactly unmet, I've certainly never been a part of their daily lives.
- I send these greetings and wonder at the missed relationships. More than wonder, actually. As the years go by I find more and more that I'm resentful of what I've missed with regard to extended family. I find I rely on memories from years gone by to tether a feeling of family. I, at least, have some connection with these branches of my family tree. I feel even worse for my children, grandson, nieces, nephews, etc., for what they will miss.
- Mostly, I hope the recipients know that they are in our hearts and our thoughts - we are remembering, wondering (how you've been) and wanting to bridge the gaps of time, distance, oceans, and unawareness.
- Finally, we want to share the miraculous joy of Christmas with you and sincerely wish each other "only the best" in the coming year. Raise our glasses, share a toast, and embrace all that the threads of life connect us to.
Maybe one of these days our Christmas cards can be a stepping stone to re-establishing relationships and instead of writing "we should..." we could write "it was great..."
"Merry Christmas," and, "Only the Best" in the coming year.
Note to KW: "Happy Birthday, Sweetheart!"
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Update on New Toy - GPS
Recently I wrote a post on new toys. I had just received my GPS as an early Christmas present. Well, here's an update.
Tuesday morning we took off for Columbia for an overnight visit. Ken was working and the kids and I were on our own. Before leaving home I entered the addresses of the hotel where we were staying, Sam's Club, and the store where Ken was working.
We dropped Ken off and headed out to Sam's using Greta to guide us. I was a touch nervous when she immediately directed us to go right out of the parking lot when I was sure I needed to go left. But...I did something unusual...I followed directions. You know - it worked! And before I knew it we were pulling in to the parking lot of Sam's in a city I am unfamiliar with.
While in Sam's I remembered there were two movies I was supposed to buy from Circuit City or Best Buy. On my way out I asked the door gentleman where I could find one of those two. He said to go to the intersection of "A" and "B" (I don't remember the street names) and it would be ahead on the left. I programmed Greta with the cross streets and away we went. We were only 4 minutes away, another 15 and I had my movies in hand and was planning our next stop! The "points of interest" listing had Sears and directed us right to the mall. Next stop was Taco Bell for lunch (we saw it and stopped). Office Max was next and it was found using the POI setting. Unfortunately, all of the Office Max stores in Columbia have gone out of business. We were in Target's parking lot now so that was ok, too. Well, it was getting late by this time so I called up the hotel address from my list of "favorites" and away we went. We relaxed in the lobby until time to go get Kenneth and with a few taps on the screen we were on the road and at our destination 12 minutes later.
So, as you can see, I continued to have fun with my toy. More importantly, though, was the sense of freedom and security. I've never been comfortable traveling out of the area. Probably because I have a poor sense of direction. This trip was completely different. It didn't miss a side street, turn, hwy exit - nothing. It showed (and said) exit numbers as well as names, used the street number as well as name (Hwy 29/Wade Hampton Blvd) and showed which side of the road the on ramp would be on. Too cool!
Yep -- there's nothing quite like new toys and this has been better than most!
Happy Toys to You!
Tuesday morning we took off for Columbia for an overnight visit. Ken was working and the kids and I were on our own. Before leaving home I entered the addresses of the hotel where we were staying, Sam's Club, and the store where Ken was working.
We dropped Ken off and headed out to Sam's using Greta to guide us. I was a touch nervous when she immediately directed us to go right out of the parking lot when I was sure I needed to go left. But...I did something unusual...I followed directions. You know - it worked! And before I knew it we were pulling in to the parking lot of Sam's in a city I am unfamiliar with.
While in Sam's I remembered there were two movies I was supposed to buy from Circuit City or Best Buy. On my way out I asked the door gentleman where I could find one of those two. He said to go to the intersection of "A" and "B" (I don't remember the street names) and it would be ahead on the left. I programmed Greta with the cross streets and away we went. We were only 4 minutes away, another 15 and I had my movies in hand and was planning our next stop! The "points of interest" listing had Sears and directed us right to the mall. Next stop was Taco Bell for lunch (we saw it and stopped). Office Max was next and it was found using the POI setting. Unfortunately, all of the Office Max stores in Columbia have gone out of business. We were in Target's parking lot now so that was ok, too. Well, it was getting late by this time so I called up the hotel address from my list of "favorites" and away we went. We relaxed in the lobby until time to go get Kenneth and with a few taps on the screen we were on the road and at our destination 12 minutes later.
So, as you can see, I continued to have fun with my toy. More importantly, though, was the sense of freedom and security. I've never been comfortable traveling out of the area. Probably because I have a poor sense of direction. This trip was completely different. It didn't miss a side street, turn, hwy exit - nothing. It showed (and said) exit numbers as well as names, used the street number as well as name (Hwy 29/Wade Hampton Blvd) and showed which side of the road the on ramp would be on. Too cool!
Yep -- there's nothing quite like new toys and this has been better than most!
Happy Toys to You!
Happy News!
Seriously... www.happynews.com The place to go when you can't stand the "normal" news (I use that term VERY loosely).
Also a much nicer topic than the previous one. There are so many things in this life that I can't control and it makes me crazy sometimes. I have certain expectations of how life should be and when it doesn't turn out the way I think it ought to...well, let's just say that I should change my browser's home page to www.happynews.com .
Happy News that comes to mind now (and not found on the Happy News website) would be
Also a much nicer topic than the previous one. There are so many things in this life that I can't control and it makes me crazy sometimes. I have certain expectations of how life should be and when it doesn't turn out the way I think it ought to...well, let's just say that I should change my browser's home page to www.happynews.com .
Happy News that comes to mind now (and not found on the Happy News website) would be
- I'm not much of a beef person but I made a wonderful prime rib for my husband on our anniversary. He loved it!
- Last Sunday, right before church, for the first time ever, my husband commented that I looked good. Maybe he got tired of me asking!?!
- My son comes home from college tomorrow for Christmas break. He's just finished his 1st semester, exams and all!
- Christmas is everywhere!
- Abbey drew a chalk nativity scene on my driveway.
- All 5 of our kids will be here for Christmas
I sure hope you have a long list of your own happy news!
Gettin' through "hump day" and looking forward to the weekend...
Plays Well With Others - But Not Tooday...
I have had a wonderful couple of days! My anniversary was terrific and the following day the kids and I went to Columbia, SC with Ken. He had an extended job there that was keeping him overnight so we tagged along, did some shopping, enjoyed eating out, and had the fun of a mini-vacation but with less packing and laundry!
Back home a short while and my mood began to plummet. Quite frankly, my attitude right now isn't pretty. If you're looking for "Don't Worry...Be Happy" or "Feelin' Groovy...' or anything similar - keep looking because you won't find it here. (Those are old song titles for any youngsters that might be here.)
From this point on this post is either (another) soapbox speech, whine session or angry diatribe. Continue reading at your own risk. You've been warned.
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A neighbor came to my door earlier this afternoon complaining about my cats. Seems she doesn't care for their visits to her house. They mostly visit her next-door neighbor but will venture over there occasionally. She blames my cats for her dog getting out of his fence. He's a large bulldog that terrorizes the neighborhood kids. Particularly when he gets out of his yard. Let's just say my cats are now quite familiar with the trees in the triangle of homes. I'm at a loss as to how one keeps an outdoor cat in his own yard. We're going to try and bring them back in and see how it goes but outdoor cats usually prefer to stay that way. I want to be a good neighbor so I'm hoping I can find a solution for this.
Next... Yes, there is a next. The neighbor's visit was irritating but now I'm just angry.
Through our church, homeschool groups and local media we know there are many needs out there. Many families who can't provide Christmas for their kids. Many children who only ask for a pair of adequate shoes and socks. Add to that the fact that my husband works for Goodwill Industries. Their purpose is to train people for work. Handicapped people, unskilled people, people who just need a hand to get started so they can be self-supporting. You would not believe what these people will go through in order to get a job. What they overcome. We have been a part of the Goodwill family for 11 years now and have seen first-hand the wonderful results.
Then I find some young adults who are intelligent, healthy, vibrant and capable - but refuse to work. For whatever reason they are very comfortable on public assistance. They feel some sort of entitlement, I guess. Medicaid, food stamps - no problem. They run to hospital ER's like most people go to the drug store. The women receive prenatal care and testing far better than what my private insurance covered. Medications and Dr. ofc visits for $5 or less. They live in nice apartments, have cars, cable tv, cell phones, laptop computers, Tivo, tatoos, etc. They'll scorn public transportation or the thought of working in fast-food. They live with their partners instead of marrying in order to stay on public assistance.
How dare they? How dare they! As of January 1st our health insurance premiums go up over 50% for family coverage. Any raise received is immediately wiped out and the employee's pay goes backwards. Each year the take home pay decreases while medical premiums, co-pays, deductibles and taxes all go up. Yet millions of people get up, go to work - even when they don't feel like it, maybe put their kids in childcare (at astronomical costs), bring home that paycheck and pay their own bills. Simply because that's what they're supposed to do. That's what's right. A person takes pride in taking care of his own. When things get rough you cut back where you can, you take on 2nd jobs or part-time jobs. You skip costly entertainment and come up with ideas for free or inexpensive ways of spending time with your family.
Yes, I'm angry. In the logical sense, I know this goes on all the time. But when it hits me square in the face - it hurts and angers me tremendously.
I probably have no right judging what others do with their money but this isn't right. My mother was disabled from a stroke and heart problems. She didn't receive disability pay. She hated not being able to do her work as she always had. My 75-yr old father still goes to work each day. Many days he's out in the intense south Florida heat and humidity working as hard as any of his employees out there. I have a brother with recent health issues - he can no longer do what he's been doing for years. He still works, though. Does all he can. I'm not currently in the work force. I homeschool my two youngest kids. I'm also not on public assistance. I am studying to get certified to work in a hospital where I can work in the evenings while my husband is home with the kids. It's how we were raised. I'm not the worker my mother was and she would have told you she wasn't the worker her mother was, etc. Public assistance is a good thing - for those who NEED it. Not WANT, but NEED. Anyone abusing the system; where there is no need - now that's a disgrace and a slap in the face to every person who earns a wage and supports your lazy lifestyle. Get a job! Earn enough to pay for you and the kids you decide to have. You are not the responsibility of the taxpayers and all those who work hard and make their own way.
Back home a short while and my mood began to plummet. Quite frankly, my attitude right now isn't pretty. If you're looking for "Don't Worry...Be Happy" or "Feelin' Groovy...' or anything similar - keep looking because you won't find it here. (Those are old song titles for any youngsters that might be here.)
From this point on this post is either (another) soapbox speech, whine session or angry diatribe. Continue reading at your own risk. You've been warned.
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A neighbor came to my door earlier this afternoon complaining about my cats. Seems she doesn't care for their visits to her house. They mostly visit her next-door neighbor but will venture over there occasionally. She blames my cats for her dog getting out of his fence. He's a large bulldog that terrorizes the neighborhood kids. Particularly when he gets out of his yard. Let's just say my cats are now quite familiar with the trees in the triangle of homes. I'm at a loss as to how one keeps an outdoor cat in his own yard. We're going to try and bring them back in and see how it goes but outdoor cats usually prefer to stay that way. I want to be a good neighbor so I'm hoping I can find a solution for this.
Next... Yes, there is a next. The neighbor's visit was irritating but now I'm just angry.
Through our church, homeschool groups and local media we know there are many needs out there. Many families who can't provide Christmas for their kids. Many children who only ask for a pair of adequate shoes and socks. Add to that the fact that my husband works for Goodwill Industries. Their purpose is to train people for work. Handicapped people, unskilled people, people who just need a hand to get started so they can be self-supporting. You would not believe what these people will go through in order to get a job. What they overcome. We have been a part of the Goodwill family for 11 years now and have seen first-hand the wonderful results.
Then I find some young adults who are intelligent, healthy, vibrant and capable - but refuse to work. For whatever reason they are very comfortable on public assistance. They feel some sort of entitlement, I guess. Medicaid, food stamps - no problem. They run to hospital ER's like most people go to the drug store. The women receive prenatal care and testing far better than what my private insurance covered. Medications and Dr. ofc visits for $5 or less. They live in nice apartments, have cars, cable tv, cell phones, laptop computers, Tivo, tatoos, etc. They'll scorn public transportation or the thought of working in fast-food. They live with their partners instead of marrying in order to stay on public assistance.
How dare they? How dare they! As of January 1st our health insurance premiums go up over 50% for family coverage. Any raise received is immediately wiped out and the employee's pay goes backwards. Each year the take home pay decreases while medical premiums, co-pays, deductibles and taxes all go up. Yet millions of people get up, go to work - even when they don't feel like it, maybe put their kids in childcare (at astronomical costs), bring home that paycheck and pay their own bills. Simply because that's what they're supposed to do. That's what's right. A person takes pride in taking care of his own. When things get rough you cut back where you can, you take on 2nd jobs or part-time jobs. You skip costly entertainment and come up with ideas for free or inexpensive ways of spending time with your family.
Yes, I'm angry. In the logical sense, I know this goes on all the time. But when it hits me square in the face - it hurts and angers me tremendously.
I probably have no right judging what others do with their money but this isn't right. My mother was disabled from a stroke and heart problems. She didn't receive disability pay. She hated not being able to do her work as she always had. My 75-yr old father still goes to work each day. Many days he's out in the intense south Florida heat and humidity working as hard as any of his employees out there. I have a brother with recent health issues - he can no longer do what he's been doing for years. He still works, though. Does all he can. I'm not currently in the work force. I homeschool my two youngest kids. I'm also not on public assistance. I am studying to get certified to work in a hospital where I can work in the evenings while my husband is home with the kids. It's how we were raised. I'm not the worker my mother was and she would have told you she wasn't the worker her mother was, etc. Public assistance is a good thing - for those who NEED it. Not WANT, but NEED. Anyone abusing the system; where there is no need - now that's a disgrace and a slap in the face to every person who earns a wage and supports your lazy lifestyle. Get a job! Earn enough to pay for you and the kids you decide to have. You are not the responsibility of the taxpayers and all those who work hard and make their own way.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Calendar Fun
Today is my wedding anniversary. It is the "big" "our day" of the year. It is not, however, the only "our day" of the year. The 10th day of every month is also "our day." Then there's the 5th of each month, our alternate anniversary. My husband proposed on the 5th, we bought our first car on the 5th, we moved on the 5th.
Then, everyone in our family has "their day." Our two oldest girls were each born on the 24th of their respective months. So, the 24th of each month is "their" day. Our oldest son was born on the 20th of his month. So, the 20th of each month is "his" day. A few years later when our youngest two came along they decided to make a slight adjustment. Kind of like leap year. Our son came along on the 21st and our daughter on the 25th. She's excited that Christmas falls on "her" day!
I'm the oddball in the family. My day is the 2nd. My husband's is the 19th, Darrell's the 20th, Christopher's the 21st, Elisa and Shan on the 24th and Abbey on the 25th.
Any time we have a special event or vacation coming up, the kids will make countdown calendars where they cross off the days each morning and keep a running count of how many days are left.
With computerized calendars I no longer have the job of filling in the calendar for the upcoming year. But Abbey - she still keeps a paper calendar and she absolutely loves filling in the birthdays of family members. Fortunately, she still needs my help and it's a project we do together.
In addition to our own personal calendars, we keep a calendar in the kitchen. this is the family calendar and one that has to be agreed on by everyone. We also don't buy it until after Christmas and/or the New Year when they're marked down 50%. Yes, we're cheap, too. This year is the only one we've been disappointed. We have one of those inspirational calendars. I'm all for inspiration but these were all extreme athletes and frankly, a little rough to face first thing each morning. Now in recent years we were greeted each morning with the likes of Thomas the Tank Engine and all his friends, and Johnny Depp as Willy Wonka in the Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Abbey, in order to cover all bets, has already chosen a High School Musical calendar for '08. She opted for it as a Christmas present just in case we couldn't find one after the holidays or if we didn't all agree to it. Personally I wouldn't mind choosing something "mom-like" but hey - the kids will be gone soon enough and then I'll just have to fight Ken for calendar rights. I can see it now... Grey's Wrinkled Anatomy vs Pirates of the Dead Caribbean!
Happy Anniversary to Us! Happy Holidays to You!
Then, everyone in our family has "their day." Our two oldest girls were each born on the 24th of their respective months. So, the 24th of each month is "their" day. Our oldest son was born on the 20th of his month. So, the 20th of each month is "his" day. A few years later when our youngest two came along they decided to make a slight adjustment. Kind of like leap year. Our son came along on the 21st and our daughter on the 25th. She's excited that Christmas falls on "her" day!
I'm the oddball in the family. My day is the 2nd. My husband's is the 19th, Darrell's the 20th, Christopher's the 21st, Elisa and Shan on the 24th and Abbey on the 25th.
Any time we have a special event or vacation coming up, the kids will make countdown calendars where they cross off the days each morning and keep a running count of how many days are left.
With computerized calendars I no longer have the job of filling in the calendar for the upcoming year. But Abbey - she still keeps a paper calendar and she absolutely loves filling in the birthdays of family members. Fortunately, she still needs my help and it's a project we do together.
In addition to our own personal calendars, we keep a calendar in the kitchen. this is the family calendar and one that has to be agreed on by everyone. We also don't buy it until after Christmas and/or the New Year when they're marked down 50%. Yes, we're cheap, too. This year is the only one we've been disappointed. We have one of those inspirational calendars. I'm all for inspiration but these were all extreme athletes and frankly, a little rough to face first thing each morning. Now in recent years we were greeted each morning with the likes of Thomas the Tank Engine and all his friends, and Johnny Depp as Willy Wonka in the Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Abbey, in order to cover all bets, has already chosen a High School Musical calendar for '08. She opted for it as a Christmas present just in case we couldn't find one after the holidays or if we didn't all agree to it. Personally I wouldn't mind choosing something "mom-like" but hey - the kids will be gone soon enough and then I'll just have to fight Ken for calendar rights. I can see it now... Grey's Wrinkled Anatomy vs Pirates of the Dead Caribbean!
Happy Anniversary to Us! Happy Holidays to You!
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Our Intro to Election 2008
As you can see by the photos on the right, our family went out this morning to hear former Arkansas Governor and 2008 Presidential Candidate Mike Huckabee speak to a group of supporters gathered for a "Meet and Greet" appearance. How's that for a long sentence?!?
We've never been involved in a campaign before, and while we're not really "involved" in Mike Huckabee's, this is the first time we've followed one this closely. As a homeschooling mom I enjoy and appreciate this opportunity to teach my kids about the election process while giving them a more up-close and personal view than they might otherwise have. Our recent trip to DC was a great segue to this season of political campaigns.
I won't assume to tell others who they should vote for. I also haven't found a candidate I can agree with 100% on everything. What I would ask of each and every one who may read this is that you look at the issues and the candidates and make informed choices. Exercise your right (and responsibility, imho) to vote. Recent history has shown that every vote truly does count. While our country is not perfect - I believe it's the best thing going and there's no room for apathy.
Ok, soapbox mode off...
Cute kids, huh?
We've never been involved in a campaign before, and while we're not really "involved" in Mike Huckabee's, this is the first time we've followed one this closely. As a homeschooling mom I enjoy and appreciate this opportunity to teach my kids about the election process while giving them a more up-close and personal view than they might otherwise have. Our recent trip to DC was a great segue to this season of political campaigns.
I won't assume to tell others who they should vote for. I also haven't found a candidate I can agree with 100% on everything. What I would ask of each and every one who may read this is that you look at the issues and the candidates and make informed choices. Exercise your right (and responsibility, imho) to vote. Recent history has shown that every vote truly does count. While our country is not perfect - I believe it's the best thing going and there's no room for apathy.
Ok, soapbox mode off...
Cute kids, huh?
Friday, December 7, 2007
I Feel the Earth Move Under My Feet...
Yes, it's true. A western North Carolina earthquake was felt as far away as Greer, Taylors, Inman, Landrum and other areas of the upstate this morning.
From what the news reports we're likely to experience more. It seems there are a number of fault lines in the Upstate SC/Western NC area. And just when life starts to get boring... Tremors!
I've been looking at this page for awhile now and can't seem to come up with anything to rival an earthquake so instead I'll share my holiday thoughts on this late Friday, December 7th afternoon.
From what the news reports we're likely to experience more. It seems there are a number of fault lines in the Upstate SC/Western NC area. And just when life starts to get boring... Tremors!
I've been looking at this page for awhile now and can't seem to come up with anything to rival an earthquake so instead I'll share my holiday thoughts on this late Friday, December 7th afternoon.
- I love eggnog. Actually I love drinking eggnog in "fancy" wine glasses after toasting with Ken and the kids.
- I laugh at the mailings that come in telling me "there's still time!"and "last minute gifts!"
- I love when Ken chooses each of our favorite Christmas songs to play. "Mary Did You Know?" for Christopher, "Happy Birthday, Jesus" for Abbey, "Christmas Eve at Sarajevo" by Trans-Siberian Orchestra" for Kenneth, and "I'll Be Home For Christmas" for me. Except I have to tell them my favorite because they never remember.
- I love new ornaments for our tree. This year we're adding a ballet ornament, a baseball ornament and 4 M&M's ornaments; Blue, Green, Yellow and Red (Ken collects the M&M dispensers and we always enjoy going to M&M World when we're in Las Vegas)
That's a quick December afternoon synopsis. I'm very glad it's Friday. We should have a nice weekend. The traffic will remind us it's Christmas even if the weather doesn't (71 degrees both Saturday and Sunday).
I hope your weekend is wonderful!
Thursday, December 6, 2007
On the Other Hand...
I've mentioned in previous posts how people tend to express the anger and frustration they feel with THEMSELVES toward those closest to them. It was pointed out to me by someone I greatly respect that many people just don't express their anger. Period. It's all turned inward. That was something I hadn't give a lot of thought to, but obviously, she's right.
I'm not going to lie and say I understand this personality trait. I know it can run the spectrum from just keeping some feelings hidden to keeping practically everything hidden. It can be just anger issues but I suspect it's primarily any feeling that would leave the person feeling open and vulnerable. The first thing that comes to mind is "fear of rejection." In that sense I don't believe the two personality types are very different. In the folks who direct their feelings to those closest to them they know these people are "safe." These people are chosen because they won't reject the individual. So both types fear rejection. One just has a circle of trust built and established that the other either doesn't have or, most likely, won't have.
In order to have close relationships in this life we have to trust. We have to be able to open up to another. We also need to safely allow others to open up to us; provide their safe haven. Alone and lonely - that's not living. I firmly believe the saying that "Nothing worth having comes easy."
Love. Live.
The weekend's in sight! Enjoy!
I'm not going to lie and say I understand this personality trait. I know it can run the spectrum from just keeping some feelings hidden to keeping practically everything hidden. It can be just anger issues but I suspect it's primarily any feeling that would leave the person feeling open and vulnerable. The first thing that comes to mind is "fear of rejection." In that sense I don't believe the two personality types are very different. In the folks who direct their feelings to those closest to them they know these people are "safe." These people are chosen because they won't reject the individual. So both types fear rejection. One just has a circle of trust built and established that the other either doesn't have or, most likely, won't have.
In order to have close relationships in this life we have to trust. We have to be able to open up to another. We also need to safely allow others to open up to us; provide their safe haven. Alone and lonely - that's not living. I firmly believe the saying that "Nothing worth having comes easy."
Love. Live.
The weekend's in sight! Enjoy!
Mike Huckabee for President - Political Endorsement
Dear Friends,
You may already know that I support Mike Huckabee for President of the United States. Mike has my vote and I signed up at the new HucksArmy.com.
Signing up takes only a minute, but it makes a big statement. Please join me in supporting Mike Huckabee. He is the only candidate who will take this country up, not down; the only one with a proven track record as an innovative, optimistic, and authentic conservative.
I also participate in meetup.com on a local level (meetup.com, search for "Huckabee" and enter your zip code for your local info)
Declare Your Support for Mike Huckabee:
http://www.hucksarmy.com/enlist_today.php
http://www.meetup.com
We can make a difference!
You may already know that I support Mike Huckabee for President of the United States. Mike has my vote and I signed up at the new HucksArmy.com.
Signing up takes only a minute, but it makes a big statement. Please join me in supporting Mike Huckabee. He is the only candidate who will take this country up, not down; the only one with a proven track record as an innovative, optimistic, and authentic conservative.
I also participate in meetup.com on a local level (meetup.com, search for "Huckabee" and enter your zip code for your local info)
Declare Your Support for Mike Huckabee:
http://www.hucksarmy.com/enlist_today.php
http://www.meetup.com
We can make a difference!
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Derby Update
Ok, we can all relax now. Team Wiren had a very respectable run with both Christopher and Abbey placing 2nd in their respective divisions. This derby is an intro for what they consider the "big" derby in May. Believe me, Ken learns more with each race and I think he and the kids are planning on big wins in the spring!
Congratulations Christopher and Abbey!
Off-the-record...when we unofficially ran the cars against each other it was a surprise to all when Christopher's dragster beat Abbey's truck! Just goes to show you never can tell...
Congratulations Christopher and Abbey!
Off-the-record...when we unofficially ran the cars against each other it was a surprise to all when Christopher's dragster beat Abbey's truck! Just goes to show you never can tell...
It Was Supposed To Be Forever...
It was supposed to be forever.
The words were said
The rings exchanged
The license signed and mailed
For better
For worse
“I do”
“I do”
In front of God and man
He did this
She did that
It seems their “forever,”
Just came too fast
A bag is packed
A door is closed
A back is turned
Two hearts exposed
It was supposed to be forever
He takes this
She’ll keep that
Things once meant for two
Now split in half
The words were said
The rings exchanged
The license signed and mailed
For better
For worse
“I do”
“I do”
In front of God and man
It seems their forever,
just came too fast
Sonya Wiren 2007
The words were said
The rings exchanged
The license signed and mailed
For better
For worse
“I do”
“I do”
In front of God and man
He did this
She did that
It seems their “forever,”
Just came too fast
A bag is packed
A door is closed
A back is turned
Two hearts exposed
It was supposed to be forever
He takes this
She’ll keep that
Things once meant for two
Now split in half
The words were said
The rings exchanged
The license signed and mailed
For better
For worse
“I do”
“I do”
In front of God and man
It seems their forever,
just came too fast
Sonya Wiren 2007
Anticipation...
DERBY RACES - Well, we've begun the countdown. In a matter of hours we'll know if Team Wiren produces another winning derby car! Our two youngest are involved in AWANA at a local church. They have two derby races each year and this will be our 3rd. The first time Christopher had the winner with his "Spidey" car, based on Spider Man. Abbey had the misfortune of dropping hers a few times and knocking her wheels out of alignment and, thus, out of competition. Our next race had Abbey's car burning up the track and bringing home the trophy from her "Sparks" division. Christopher's car was the one with wheel trouble this time. So...the pressure is on for this 3rd race.
It all begins when the little plastic bags come home. Inside is a block of wood, some stickers, and the wheels. Next comes lots of discussion over the type of car each child wants (this year Abbey has a pick-up-truck and Christopher has a dragster). Dad prints out grid paper and they draw out the ideas, change, tweak and adjust until the designs are deemed "just right!" Now the work moves out to the garage and the scrollsaw. That part is still done by Dad. After the shape is cut the sanding begins. Sanding, painting, drying, weighting, painting, sanding, detailing, etc. And then...
THE WHEELS - It is my understanding that the wheels are the key to a winning racer. Frankly this is not my area of expertise - and the process is handled chiefly by Kenneth and the kids. He cuts the wood, works with the weights, attaches the wheels, and sweats. The kids design, sand, paint, detail, and worry. And that's where we are now. When Ken gets home he'll double, triple check the weights and check the wheels - again. The kids are putting on the finishing touches with markers, stickers, and numbers (21 and 25 respectively).
Eight hours...
It all begins when the little plastic bags come home. Inside is a block of wood, some stickers, and the wheels. Next comes lots of discussion over the type of car each child wants (this year Abbey has a pick-up-truck and Christopher has a dragster). Dad prints out grid paper and they draw out the ideas, change, tweak and adjust until the designs are deemed "just right!" Now the work moves out to the garage and the scrollsaw. That part is still done by Dad. After the shape is cut the sanding begins. Sanding, painting, drying, weighting, painting, sanding, detailing, etc. And then...
THE WHEELS - It is my understanding that the wheels are the key to a winning racer. Frankly this is not my area of expertise - and the process is handled chiefly by Kenneth and the kids. He cuts the wood, works with the weights, attaches the wheels, and sweats. The kids design, sand, paint, detail, and worry. And that's where we are now. When Ken gets home he'll double, triple check the weights and check the wheels - again. The kids are putting on the finishing touches with markers, stickers, and numbers (21 and 25 respectively).
Eight hours...
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
I Miss My Friend... (A little more self-reflection)
I have a really odd relationship with my "best" girl friend. We speak once or twice a year. Almost never email, never see each other (3 or 4 times in the last 24 years or so). I really miss her.
Living in different states made shopping and lunch dates out of the question. We used to talk a lot more - back in the days when life was uncomplicated. Okay - less complicated. I was in my 20's - not only did life seem complicated but it was agonizingly dramatic as well.
We met when I was 16 and she was 12. Hard to imagine now as we get close to the 30 year mark! I knew her brother first and then got to know her. She was the keeper!
I can't speak for her, but, as for me - the more I have to deal with the less I share with others. Now, with my mom deceased and me being out of the work force and away from people day-in-and-day-out for the last 6 years I've pretty much turned in to a loner. My confidence level has lagged and I'm not even comfortable in most face-to-face conversations with others any more.
In her later years, my mother's social circle consisted mostly of her adult children; she was happy as a homebody and a rather private person. I see the same thing in her offspring. Some situations I do very well socially. Other times I'm just shy and uncomfortable. I'm most comfortable with my husband and kids. My husband is the same. He's never really been comfortable in social situations. These days I meet a lot of homeschool moms but I'm usually a good bit older than they are. They're tackling elementary school for the first time and I'm sending mine off to college, becoming a grandma and now homeschooling my youngest two kids.
We've changed church homes a few times and while there are a lot of great women where we go now - I don't know any of them very well.
So, through the years, marriages, kids, adult kids, grandchildren, stress, depression, etc. I've become almost reclusive. I often want to pick up the phone and talk with my friend, Dawn, but really don't know where to start. I know that's a ridiculous worry, though. We always manage to start about where we left off. It just seems there's so much to relay. I believe she probably feels the same way. It's true, too, that our lives have gone in vastly different directions. While in the work force I held my own and was regarded as a valued employee. Administration was my field. Well, now I'm home (and I don't excel at being a housewife) and she's stayed on the career-track and is doing well. I focused more on the mommy track with 5 kids. She now has a teenage daughter and stepson. So, maybe I'm afraid to discover that what we've had as friends might be different today. I guess to summarize I'd have to say my friendship with her is a priceless treasure I keep tucked away. I always know it's there. I don't want to find it's become outdated over the years.
Most of the time I'm happy with the (social) life we have. It does nag at me from time-to-time that one of these days my husband may be gone and I'll be alone. Or, I may be gone and he'd be alone. I don't really want that for either of us. Occasionally I'll find myself at home while Kenneth is on the road. I get the urge to meet a friend for dinner or coffee - then I realize I really have no one to call.
My last post mentioned I have a lot of things in my life to address or change. This is one of those areas. Friends truly are treasures! For me, between failed relationships, moving to a new state, moving churches, and being involved with our large family - those opportunities didn't come up often. Conversely, we haven't really pursued anything at our end. Our kids are great but they have their own lives now.
So...if you find you need a friend...
I sure hope Christmas is making all things shiny and bright for you and yours!
Living in different states made shopping and lunch dates out of the question. We used to talk a lot more - back in the days when life was uncomplicated. Okay - less complicated. I was in my 20's - not only did life seem complicated but it was agonizingly dramatic as well.
We met when I was 16 and she was 12. Hard to imagine now as we get close to the 30 year mark! I knew her brother first and then got to know her. She was the keeper!
I can't speak for her, but, as for me - the more I have to deal with the less I share with others. Now, with my mom deceased and me being out of the work force and away from people day-in-and-day-out for the last 6 years I've pretty much turned in to a loner. My confidence level has lagged and I'm not even comfortable in most face-to-face conversations with others any more.
In her later years, my mother's social circle consisted mostly of her adult children; she was happy as a homebody and a rather private person. I see the same thing in her offspring. Some situations I do very well socially. Other times I'm just shy and uncomfortable. I'm most comfortable with my husband and kids. My husband is the same. He's never really been comfortable in social situations. These days I meet a lot of homeschool moms but I'm usually a good bit older than they are. They're tackling elementary school for the first time and I'm sending mine off to college, becoming a grandma and now homeschooling my youngest two kids.
We've changed church homes a few times and while there are a lot of great women where we go now - I don't know any of them very well.
So, through the years, marriages, kids, adult kids, grandchildren, stress, depression, etc. I've become almost reclusive. I often want to pick up the phone and talk with my friend, Dawn, but really don't know where to start. I know that's a ridiculous worry, though. We always manage to start about where we left off. It just seems there's so much to relay. I believe she probably feels the same way. It's true, too, that our lives have gone in vastly different directions. While in the work force I held my own and was regarded as a valued employee. Administration was my field. Well, now I'm home (and I don't excel at being a housewife) and she's stayed on the career-track and is doing well. I focused more on the mommy track with 5 kids. She now has a teenage daughter and stepson. So, maybe I'm afraid to discover that what we've had as friends might be different today. I guess to summarize I'd have to say my friendship with her is a priceless treasure I keep tucked away. I always know it's there. I don't want to find it's become outdated over the years.
Most of the time I'm happy with the (social) life we have. It does nag at me from time-to-time that one of these days my husband may be gone and I'll be alone. Or, I may be gone and he'd be alone. I don't really want that for either of us. Occasionally I'll find myself at home while Kenneth is on the road. I get the urge to meet a friend for dinner or coffee - then I realize I really have no one to call.
My last post mentioned I have a lot of things in my life to address or change. This is one of those areas. Friends truly are treasures! For me, between failed relationships, moving to a new state, moving churches, and being involved with our large family - those opportunities didn't come up often. Conversely, we haven't really pursued anything at our end. Our kids are great but they have their own lives now.
So...if you find you need a friend...
I sure hope Christmas is making all things shiny and bright for you and yours!
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Sunday Night Thoughts OR On My Soapbox
Well, it's Sunday night and I guess that just means that my thoughts are a bit more scattered today than the other 6 days of the week. Maybe it's a let-down reflex; kind of a mental day-off.
Easy Targets - Why is it that those we love the most end up being the easiest targets for our anger and frustration. Those feelings have to be directed somewhere and I don't think we ever learn how to direct them ONLY at ourselves; at least not without some spillover in the direction of those closest to us. This is a lose/lose situation; it stinks being the one dishing it out and it stinks being on the receiving end.
Salvation Army Bell Ringers - Bless their hearts - they are very nice. They never stare you down or do anything at all to make you feel guilty if you walk right past them without a "ka-ching" in the kettle. Our family makes one cash drop the day after Thanksgiving - and then (I) feel guilty for the remainder of the Christmas season. Maybe we should just give a little at a time for the duration???
Blessing Hearts- Isn't it funny how you can say anything you want to about a person without getting into trouble - as long as you say "Bless His/Her Heart!"
They Say Insanity Is... - According to Benjamin Franklin or Albert Einstein (only a 1-pg Google search - it showed both - too lazy to research further - maybe tomorrow)“The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.” Well, that makes sense to me. One of these days I'll have to introduce my logical self to my normal self. I hesitate because I think it would be like mixing oil and water. Anyway, back to insanity and repetition. I hate repetition - if you've been a reader for a while you'll know I wrote about that once. So...if that's the case - why do I keep doing BAD/STUPID/DETRIMENTAL things over and over again AND expect the results to be different? One of my resolutions is to consciously change those actions and attempt to get the different results. Is this making sense? If not, just smile and nod - we'll get out of the fog before long.
Seriously...yes, SERIOUSLY (Wake up G A fans)... From quotes to cliché’s -
You can't teach an old dog new tricks - I can't afford to believe this. I will submit that it may be difficult - but I can't believe it's impossible. Too many things I need to change and I'm certainly not getting any younger. Ooh...speaking of which - I just found out a few days ago that my oldest daughter is expecting her 2nd child and I should be grandmax2 by the end of July. My grandson is absolutely wonderful - he needs a little sister to be a good big-brother to. So...think pink!
Ever feel less than wonderful about treatment you've received from someone else? Remember this... Dis me once - shame on you. Dis me again - shame on ME!
It's amazing how many of our "problems" are only problems because we allow them to be. Personally speaking - most of my problems are within my control. How wonderful is that? Now I just need to TAKE CONTROL over them.
And finally - Do you have direction? A plan? A goal? Which way do you go if you have no destination in mind? Think of your garden hose. With guidance and direction the water goes where you want it to. Let go and watch how it spins and turns and dips and rises in all directions. Know where you're going so you'll know how to get there.
OR...
Life is like a GPS - it can't direct you anywhere until you tell it where you're going.
And on that note - I'll hop off my soapbox and listen to my inner GPS telling me it's time for bed.
Have a terrific week! Walk tall, smile, and if it's a really great day...hum, or even Whistle!
Easy Targets - Why is it that those we love the most end up being the easiest targets for our anger and frustration. Those feelings have to be directed somewhere and I don't think we ever learn how to direct them ONLY at ourselves; at least not without some spillover in the direction of those closest to us. This is a lose/lose situation; it stinks being the one dishing it out and it stinks being on the receiving end.
Salvation Army Bell Ringers - Bless their hearts - they are very nice. They never stare you down or do anything at all to make you feel guilty if you walk right past them without a "ka-ching" in the kettle. Our family makes one cash drop the day after Thanksgiving - and then (I) feel guilty for the remainder of the Christmas season. Maybe we should just give a little at a time for the duration???
Blessing Hearts- Isn't it funny how you can say anything you want to about a person without getting into trouble - as long as you say "Bless His/Her Heart!"
They Say Insanity Is... - According to Benjamin Franklin or Albert Einstein (only a 1-pg Google search - it showed both - too lazy to research further - maybe tomorrow)“The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.” Well, that makes sense to me. One of these days I'll have to introduce my logical self to my normal self. I hesitate because I think it would be like mixing oil and water. Anyway, back to insanity and repetition. I hate repetition - if you've been a reader for a while you'll know I wrote about that once. So...if that's the case - why do I keep doing BAD/STUPID/DETRIMENTAL things over and over again AND expect the results to be different? One of my resolutions is to consciously change those actions and attempt to get the different results. Is this making sense? If not, just smile and nod - we'll get out of the fog before long.
Seriously...yes, SERIOUSLY (Wake up G A fans)... From quotes to cliché’s -
You can't teach an old dog new tricks - I can't afford to believe this. I will submit that it may be difficult - but I can't believe it's impossible. Too many things I need to change and I'm certainly not getting any younger. Ooh...speaking of which - I just found out a few days ago that my oldest daughter is expecting her 2nd child and I should be grandmax2 by the end of July. My grandson is absolutely wonderful - he needs a little sister to be a good big-brother to. So...think pink!
Ever feel less than wonderful about treatment you've received from someone else? Remember this... Dis me once - shame on you. Dis me again - shame on ME!
It's amazing how many of our "problems" are only problems because we allow them to be. Personally speaking - most of my problems are within my control. How wonderful is that? Now I just need to TAKE CONTROL over them.
And finally - Do you have direction? A plan? A goal? Which way do you go if you have no destination in mind? Think of your garden hose. With guidance and direction the water goes where you want it to. Let go and watch how it spins and turns and dips and rises in all directions. Know where you're going so you'll know how to get there.
OR...
Life is like a GPS - it can't direct you anywhere until you tell it where you're going.
And on that note - I'll hop off my soapbox and listen to my inner GPS telling me it's time for bed.
Have a terrific week! Walk tall, smile, and if it's a really great day...hum, or even Whistle!
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